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LIBRARY of CONGRESS 
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APR 14 1904 
Copyright Entry 



CLASS 



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LIFE WITHOUT LOVE. 

Life without love is like day without sun- 
shine, 
Roses bereft of sweet nature's perfume ; 
Love is the guide-mark to those who are 
weary 
Of waiting and watching in darkness 
and gloom. 

Love, to the heart, is like dewdrops to 
violets. 
Left on the dust-ridden roadside to die ; 
Love leads the way to our highest en- 
deavors, 
Lightens and lessens the pain of each 
sigh. 

Life without love is like Spring without 
flowers, 
Brook-streams that move not, or star- 
bereft sky. 
Love creates efforts most worthy and 
noble. 
Prompts us to live and resigns us to die. 
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stub Ends of Thought 

JCNVY and ignorance are twin brothers, 
It' and dishonesty of purpose first 
cousin to them both. 

I would rather lose a woman's love 
through too much tenderness than gain 
it through fear or intimidation. 

Religion consists of what we say and 
hope ; Christianity of what we practice. 

Strong, cruel natures that command 
obedience, create affection in one class of 
women and destroy it in the other. 

More men require protection against 
themselves than defense from others. 

"Never again" has an unpleasant ring 
of despair about it; let us place no one 
beyond the pale of pardon. 

Culture the wings of integrity in chil- 
dren until the pin feathers of morality 
appear, and they will develop themselves. 

Sentiment often kisses away tears that 
thoughtfulness might have prevented. 

It is a dangerous thing to presume upon, 
or anticipate, public opinion. 

Large minds are too often influenced 
by small prejudices. 



And Heart Verse 



DID YOU EVER? 

Did you ever think, while praying 

For the balmy warmth of Spring, 
Of all the small annoyance 

That the summer sun will bring? 
Of the insect aggravation, 

And the blinding perspiration; 
Or the fruitful dissipations 

And the million crawling things? 
Did you ever? 

Did you ever to a picnic 

Wend your dreary, weary way. 
And spend upon a farm somewhere 

A sweltering summer day? 
Did you ever find a custard pie 

Had broken in your lap. 
Or know the joy of jigger ants 

Slow climbing up your back? 
Did you ever? 



Stub Ends of Thought 

.CLOCIAL etiquette and custom isrespon- 
^ sible, to a large extent, for the 
degeneration of modern society. 

Only ignorant and narrow natures pre- 
fer pleasant fiction to unpleasant facts. 
Flatter a fool if you care for his regard. 

Broad-minded natures invite sugges- 
tions from others, and gracefully accept 
rational criticism. 

The man is not yet born who has 
derived any permanent satisfaction from 
revenge. 

The master who secures respect from 
a source of fear should avoid meeting his 
servants in the dark. 

May the merciful Head of Heaven bend 
in tenderness toward the man who does 
not regulate his ability with his desires. 

Never pity a woman, especially if she 
loves you in a way that you do not recip- 
rocate. Her humiliation is often more 
bitter than her hate. 

The undoing of things we ought not 
to have done is a greater task than to do 
that we should have done at first. 



And Heart Verse 



TO A GOOD WOMAN. 

Thy voice in the night-time of grief 
Comes sweetly, like music, at prayer, 

Thy pity, the bright star that shines 
Through the darkness of human despair. 

And at the bed of death thou art 

An angel in disguise. 
Thy prayers on wings of mercy lift 

The sinner to the skies. 



Of thee, ambition, hope, is born, 
By thee, fame's seed are sown ; 

Thou art the purest, greatest joy 
Mankind has ever known. 



stub Ends of Thought 

'3J HAVE seen a lie so white and pure 
w in its good purpose, that truth 
blushed in comparison with it. 

Pay both your pew rent and life insur- 
ance, if you can, but don't drop your 
policy. 

Home without harmony is like potatoes 
without salt. 

God judges us by our efforts; man by 
their results. 

God help the man whose heart is larger 
than his head. 

Remember that your best friend has a 
chum of his own. 

Love and reason are as foreign to each 
other as hatred and affection. 

God help those who never know what 
they want until it is beyond their reach. 

A man who lies for the sake of principle 
will tell the truth for the same reason. 

When a good woman ceases to respect 
her husband, he has generally lost respect 
for himself. 



And Heart Verse 

SUNSHINE THRO* THE RAIN. 

Come, lift your head ; those pretty eyes 
^ Should ne'er be dimmed with tears. 
This world is not all cruel and cold, 

Nor life all trials and fears. 
Let me, my loved one, bear thy cross 

And share thy every pain. 
Then soon you '11 see the bright warm sun 

Come shining thro' the rain. 

" For every cloud is silver-lined," 

And when the storm has passed 
Our lives look brighter through the 
gloom 

The tempest's shadows cast. 
Your star of hope will soon appear ; 

The dark sky clear again, 
And soon you '11 see the bright warm sun 

Come shining thro' the rain. 

The fairest flowers that bloom in Spring, 

With Winter, fade and die ; 
There is no joy without its grief, 

No smile without its sigh. 
So let us look beyond the clouds 

And cling to hope again, 
Until we see the bright warm sun 

Come shining thro' the rain. 



stub Ends of Thought 

fflTHERE is no cruelty so cruel, no pain 
^ so painful, as that inflicted by the 
hand we love. 

Some fools are born, some made ; others 
have the distinction thrust upon them by 
force of circumstances. 

The literature of to-day is not respon- 
sible for modern ethics, but modern ethics 
are responsible for the literature of the 
present. 

Wear your vices on the sleeves of every- 
day life and if there is any virtue in yotur 
make-up, keep the fact a secret between 
your Creator and yourself. 

The most venomous of all lies are 
those breathed from the lips we have 
kissed. 

Try and make a woman feel she is 
better than you believe her to be, and 
she will respect you for it (between her 
laughs at your cupidity). 

One of the most beautiful illustrations 
of the Christ-life is to render an act of 
kindness to a deviPs disciple, without 
thanks or appreciation, and to one beyond 
the pale of church or cross. 



And Heart Verse 

GOD BLESS YOU EVERYWHERE. 

Dead is my hope — 

God bless you everywhere. 
Cold is your heart, 

Unanswered is my prayer. 
Some other eyes 

Brighter far than mine, 
Soon will, I hope, 

Look fondly into thine. 

Soft, tender words 

That you so love to hear. 
Some other lips 

Will whisper low and dear. 
Some other face 

Look into thine so fair. 
Dead is my hope — 

Good bless you everywhere. 

Some memory lives 

For one now far away, 
Some hope exists 

For happier, brighter days. 
I Ve read your heart. 

And know you do not care ; 
My hope is dead — 

God bless you everywhere. 



Stub Ends of Thought 

But if the love 

You think that now is thine 
Should pass away 

Into the grave of time, 
Then, when your heart 

Is filled with tears and care, 
Bid me. Love, come to thee — 

God bless you everywhere. 



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/itjtANY marriages are but sacrifices 
^^^ laid upon the altar of civilization 
and prompted by the insanity of passion. 

Street car etiquette is frequently little 
more than respect for public opinion. 

To forgive without first obtaining an 
expression of regret is like binding a 
wound with the knowledge that the 
bandage of relief will be torn off as soon 
as your back is turned. 

Where is the line drawn between re- 
pentance and fear? 

True gentility may be measured by 
what we don't do on account of it. 



And Heart Verse 



IN "BOHEMIA." 

Into Bohemia's haven, 

Where the hand of friendship rings 
With true, sincere devotion 

And honor, solace brings ; 
Where poverty no crime consists, 

And charity has no chill. 
Where none may enter who retain 

Against another ill. 

No social change binds there the hand 

To offer where it may, 
The consolation of a hope 

Or dawning of a day. 
When world-torn nature 's weary 

Of pulling up the hill. 
May in the sun of friendship find 

Some consolation still. 

Where is this land Bohemia? 

It lives apart from care 
And knows no habitation. 

But yet is everywhere ; 
Where eyes meet eyes in pity 

And hearts meet hearts in pain ; 
When human nature, Christ-won, 

Shows its better side again. 

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Stub Ends of Thought 

2iCAST£ and dispatch are foreign to 
>^ each other. One is an accomplish- 
ment, the other a misfortune. 

**Love leads the way to our highest 
endeavors, prompts us to live and resigns 
us to die." 

As sacred music softens the heart to 
prayer, so gentle words often shame a 
path to pardon. 

Never boast of your ethical shortcom- 
ings, but frankly admit your weakness 
rather than sail under false colors. 

Hypocrisy is dishonest and creative of 
the worst type of self-contempt. 

Lack of confidence is the canker-worm 
of affection. 

Our own happiness is regulated, to a 
large extent, by the consideration we have 
for the welfare of others. 

Self-gratification is not generosity, but 
charity would suffer greatly by its ab- 
sence. 

Some men never correct their faults 
until they are too old to commit them. 

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And Heart Verse 



OPEN UP. 

Open the portals of pity and mercy, 

Drive out the darkness, let in the light ; 
All the warm sunshine of God-given 
brightness, 
All the sweet kindness of honor and 
right. 

Pull on the oar of a fate-fighting brother. 
Stand for the cause of the weak with a 
will. 
Those who are strong require no cham- 
pion. 
They run alone who are going down 
hill. 

If you have strength to spare, lend it to 
failure, 
Turn from the flattering hand of suc- 
cess. 
Life flowers fading in sun-banished cor- 
ners 
Feel the soft touch of humanity best. 



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Stub Ends of Thought 

A FOOL in authority is an expensive 
luxury to his employer, and an in- 
sult to his employes. 

More children die through ignorance 
than are saved by science, and many a 
broad mind has been narrowed by adopt- 
ing the suggestions of an ass. 

Much that we call f orgetf ulness is noth- 
ing but a hopeless resignation after all. 

Gratitude well expressed is both an 
accomplishment and a virtue. 

There are many good features in human 
nature we never discover on account of 
not possessing them ourselves. 

No man doubts another until he him- 
self has been guilty of deception. 

Accept adverse business conditions 
gracefully. Irritability and excitement 
under such circumstances represent 
nothing but wasted energy. 

We seldom lose all faith in human 
nature, until all faith is lost in ourselves. 

If possession is nine points in law, it is 
about sixteen points in love. 

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And Heart Verse 



^TTHERE is a distinction between genius 
^ and ability. One is a gift, the 
other an effort. 

More intelligent ideas are thrown in 
waste-baskets, than placed on file. 

"I do not know** is one of the most 
admirable expressions in language. 

Immortality is a hope. Mortality a 
condition. 

There is but a small line between sym- 
pathy and affection, and one often leads 
the other beyond the path of reason. 

Imposition is one of the first indications 
of dishonesty in human nature. 

Confidence is the backbone of business 
and highway to happiness. 

Lights that have gone out on the tide 
of neglect never shine as bright again, 
even when relit in the name of repentance. 

Generosity without sacrifice is like a 
prayer without sincerity. 

Every man has a different understand- 
ing between his Creator and himself. 

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stub Ends of Thought 

PERHAPS it is the woman in man's 
nature that enables him to have 
so much faith in her. 

We do not see ourselves as others see 
us in the mirror of our own conceit. 

What is a sacrifice to some natures 
constitutes a pleasure in others. 

An honest disciple of the devil is en- 
titled to more respect from God and man, 
than the pious hypocrite wearing a cross 
shield. 

Doubt will never dispel deception. 

Mother love, the highest type of affec- 
tion, stands at the helm of civilization, 
purity, and hope. 

There is no heart so cold, no nature 
so hard but what has at some time been 
softened by the simplicity and gentleness 
of child-life. 

Self-conceit is an absurd misfortune, 
but lack of confidence in our own efforts 
or ability is a worse condition. 

What might have been, never hurts so 
much as when brought face to face with 
what may never be again. 

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And Heart Verse 



THE UNDER DOG. 

Here *s to the under dog, 

The under dog in the fight ; 
Whether the under dog be wrong 

Or the under dog be right. 
Bind up the wound of fate, 

Lift gently your fallen foe ; 
Strength and valor decide no wrong ; 

Streams rippling, down hill flow. 

Applause rings all for success, 

But failure no praise commands ; 
And friendship only survives its name 

When the helping hand of a friend 
Clasps warm in the time of trouble, 

Stands near in the dark of night; 
So here 's to the under dog of fate, 

The under dog in the fight. 

Come from out the sunshine. 

Stand in the shadow awhile ; 
Imagine yourself the under dog 

In the hour of failure and trial. 
His efforts were just as great 

As though the cause was right. 
So Jet your manly sympathies out 

To the under dog in the fight. 



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Stub Ends of Thought 



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OOD birth is the foundation of refine- 
ment, upon which environment and 
circumstances build gentility. 

Women who hold men absolutely in 
their power regard their conquests as 
much as a cat does a captured mouse. 

The most gentle of all surgeons are 
those who have been wounded themselves. 

Remorse creates more grief than for- 
getfulness or resignation cures. 

Those who have not felt the soft white 
arms of temptation around their necks, 
should never prate of virtue or heroic 
continence. 

Honest labor is creative of both reve- 
nue and rest, and idleness is the parent 
of poverty. 

Faith in ourselves secures not only self- 
respect, but inspires the confidence of 
others toward us. 

Nothing tests friendship so much as to 
place it under obligation. 

If it were not for the knowledge of our 
own faults we would be unable to suffi- 
ciently appreciate the virtues of others. 



And Heart Verse 

BRACE UP! 

Life is so short, and death too long, 

It seems like a sacrifice 
To stand in the way of a sunlit day, 

Looking for clouds to rise 
Out of our weakness, fears, and doubts 

From the skies of paradise. 

Life is so short, and death too long, 
Embrace love while you may; 

Stand not in the shadows 

Because the sun must die at the close 
of day. 

The purest, sweetest flowers that bloom 

Blossom at dawn and fade with noon. 

^ ^ ^ 

LIFE AND LOVE. 

Life and love together stand. 

Hand to hand and heart to heart ; 

Woven by a golden strand, 
Drifting, never far apart. 



Stub Ends of Thought 

^WJ'HEN a man tells a malicious lie 
-Wt" against another it is, as a rule, 
related in strict confidence. 

Strip human nature of its vanity, and 
it is divested of half its faults. 

Gratitude well expressed is both an 
accomplishment and a virtue. 

An ounce of unsolicited kindness weighs 
more than a pound of requested favors. 

Our faith often clings closer to what we 
hope for than to what we believe. 

Come out into God's sunshine, look the 
world in the face and defy failure. 

If you want to test the sincerity and 
loyalty of a woman's affection, endeavor 
to have her associate with your enemies. 

Too much security in love shortens its 
life; like all other good things we must 
fear its loss in order to properly appreciate 
its value. 

Education will always remain an enemy 
to modern religion as long as the doors of 
our fashion-cursed churches are closed 
in the face of reason. 



And Heart Verse 

God bless my enemies; without them 
no friendship would be tested and no love 
gain defense. 

No man is really generous unless his 
generosity is attained with self-sacrifice. 

^ -f- ^ 
THE AFTERWARD. 

All the emblems of affection 

Now are dead and withered bowers. 
Who will lay a wreath of friendship 

On the ruins of faded flowers? 
Those he loved are still among us; 

Lips he kissed are trembling still, 
Struggling with their hopeless sorrow, 

Bowing to the Unknown will. 

Grief is only real when earnest, 

Sorrow only true when told 
After funeral wreaths are faded, 

After light has turned to gold. 
Let the hands that clasped his warmly 

Now towards his loved ones bend. 
May they find some consolation 

In the friendship of his friends. 
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Stub Ends of Thought 



©HERE is more of the Christ-life con- 
tained in a duty painfully performed 
than in a faith fearfully practiced. 

I have more respect for a man who 
believes what he does not practice, than 
for one who practices what he does not 
believe. 

The hand of one friend in time of need 
is valued more than a multitude of con- 
gratulations in the hour of triumph. 

Much that we call forgetfulness is 
nothing but a hopeless resignation after 
all. 

In the study of woman's character 
man, however wise, seldom leaves the 
class primary. 

Self-reliance is the first step to accom- 
plishment. Nothing indicates our weak- 
ness more than to anticipate failure. 

Dishonesty is subject to many varia- 
tions; an instrument which the player 
tunes according to his own ideas and code 
of ethics. 

Men who suffer from surprise at the 
success of others are, as a rule, incapa- 
ble of achievement themselves. 

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And Heart Verse 



It is hard to prove our own fidelity to 
one who has lost faith in himself. 

How closely woven are respect and 
love; one is the guardian of the other's 
peace. 



LOVE KNOWS NO DEATH. 

Love knows no death ; 
The soul-life of its longing 
Lives after flesh and blood 

Have turned to clay. 
Its sun may set 

And shadow worlds in darkness, 
Yet rise again 

To light another day. 

Love knows no death ; 

The waking from its sleeping 

But tears anew 

The unhealed heart in pain, 
And tear-stained eyelids 
Fevered with their weeping, 
But close in hope 

That sleep may come again. 

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Stub Ends of Thought 

^^ILENCE is only truly golden when 
^ broken, occasionally, by intelligent 
expression. 

Love lights never go out; some mem- 
ory holds a shadow of brightness about 
them forever. 

The grave of time engulfs many re- 
grets, but yet is pregnant with unex- 
pected resurrections. 

Those who are too weak to accept 
rational criticism gracefully, are, as a 
rule, most susceptible to flattery. 

There are some lies that hurt, tear, 
humiliate and degrade, yet leave un- 
soiled the lips that breathe them. 

Proper appreciation, the sweet ap- 
plause of effort, urges us to more noble 
action and renewed endeavors. 

The man who takes advantage of su- 
perior mind to hurt or humiliate his 
fellow, is a brute. 

Both nepotism and friendship in busi- 
ness should be avoided as two elements 
destructive and unjust to independent 
interests. 

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And Heart Verse 

WEARING THE MASK. 

Wearing the mask of honor and right, 

Kissing the lips of deceit and shame, 
Shielding the lies that a false love told 

That some one may be happy again. 
Bearing the cross of a needless wrong 

Wrought in the name of love, 
Kissed to its birth by a faith as sweet 

As the peace-bound flight of a dove. 

We would feel no grief for the rose that 
dies 

Had we never known its bloom. 
And no tears would be shed for the love 
that is dead 

Had it lived and died so soon 
That its fragrant, sweet and soft caress 

Had left no sting of pain ; 
For the hope of night is its dream of dawn 

And the light of the day again. 

So hearts are broken and lives go out 

On the ocean of pain and care, 
Dying for what they believe to be right 

In the face of their own despair. 
Wearing the mask of duty and love. 

Living a life that is dead. 
For the sake of a cause that honor leads 

In the path that integrity treads. 

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Stub Ends of Thought 

TJTHERE is more intelligent expression 
^^ in the eyes of some dogs than in 
the countenance of some people. 

Memory is to immortality what grief 
is to remorse. 

Education is the egg that experience 
hatches into activity. 

A peevish, unreasonable associate acts 
as a quick curdle to the sweetest tempera- 
ment. 

He is a Christ-touched genius who has 
learned the art of teaching her he loves 
to gracefully grow old. 

The sun-kissed sleep of a clear con- 
science is the worthy reward of good 
intention and honest effort. 

What some men call charity is, fre- 
quently, merely a soothing application to 
their own remorse. 

Men who are foolish enough to lend 
money without security are generally too 
soft to enforce payment when duped. 

Unselfish love finds permanent life 
only in the hearts of those who recognize 
gratitude and honor as cardinal virtues. 



And Heart Verse 

Jjj^ET us hope for the best, though we 
>^ see but a shadow of light through 
the darkness of human despair. 

Deception is dishonest, for respect and 
confidence are valuable virtues. 

Where does friendship end and imposi- 
tion begin? 

Love and money were always, and will 
always be, bitter enemies. No gold loves 
its test. 

Confidence and self-reliance are not 
egotism. Weak natures break down a 
bridge before they reach it. 

Home life does more to elevate society 
than all outside influences tend to degrade 
it. 

No man of sense respects another who 
agrees with him without regard to reason 
and his own opinion. 

Never believe that a woman loves you 
until of her own volition she offers to 
surrender something for your sake. 
Affection is known by its sacrifices. 
Love is a luxury that some are unwilling 
to afford. 

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Stub Ends of Thought 

iTttjANLY qualities demonstrate them- 
••'W selves in more ways than an ex- 
hibition of blood and brawn. 

We can not successfully legislate 
against human nature. 

One of the most despicable faults in 
human nature is that weakness which 
permits us to injure one we have wronged. 

How many hearts is pride breaking 
to-day? 

" I will succeed " is as great an incen- 
tive to accomplishment as "I must fail" 
is the opposite. 

The flower of love demands constant 
attention. It shrinks with indifference 
and dies from neglect. 

Men and morals are often regulated by 
temptation and opportunity. 

The companionship of a cheerful devil 
is preferable to the society of a morbid 
saint. 

Let us bow to the superiority of intel- 
lect everywhere, and respect the individ- 
iiality of thought, whether in accordance 
with our own views or against them. 

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And Heart Verse 

Look for sunshine through the rain, 
rather than shadows through sunshine. 

The influence of good women on civili- 
zation and to humanity is of greater bene- 
fit than the united church. 

Never trust a woman who is indefinite 
in her views and opinions. Her affec- 
tions and morals too frequently develop 
the same failing. 



^ ^ ^ 

LIGHTS THAT HAVE GONE OUT. 

Lights that have gone out, loves that are 
dead, 
Hopes long forgotten and gone ; 
Lips we have kissed, tears we have shed, 

Hearts that are broken and torn. 
Some memory brightens the dead past 

again. 
Brings back once more the loves sought 

in vain. 
And thro' the darkness of human despair 
Lights us away from sorrow and care. 
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Stub Ends of Thought 

/JpiFTEN while running after shadows 
V!i7 of what we hope for, we lose the 
substance of what we have. 

Love is purified by respect, glorified by 
honor, and augmented by success. 

In perverted natures, gratitude is gen- 
erally the first absent virtue. 

Grief lives upon remorse, and memo- 
ries of what might have been alone sus- 
tain it. 

Modern business ethics might be ad- 
vantageously inoculated with the virus of 
ancient methods. 

The golden band of respect and confi- 
dence acts as a firm yet gentle curb to the 
indiscretions of non-platonic affection. 

The man who has control of his own 
tongue is a genius who overcomes an 
hereditary maternal affliction. 

We would have no pity for the flowers 
that have faded had we never known the 
fragrance of their bloom. 

No sunshine is bright enough to pene- 
trate the clouds of morbid imaginary 
despair. 



And Heart Verse 

JCMPTY expressions of endearment may 
T^ consistently be termed the fiction of 
affection. 

Respect is as essential to perfect love 
as content is to permanent happiness. 

Our wives are no better than our 
mothers-in-law make them. 

Nurse your misfortunes and they will 
mature in your arms. 

There exists no permanent condition 
of non-platonic love. The affection of 
to-morrow will be greater than that of 
to-day, or less. 

The man who receives no bouquets 
from his friends deprives his enemies of 
the pleasure they derive from picking 
them to pieces. 

The weight of a woman we have ceased 
to love may be measured by the heaviness 
of about sixty-four ounces to the pound. 

A child's question often urges into 
action a man's judgment. 

It is far more easy to tell a well-inten- 
tioned untruth yourself, than to hold an 
expression of good faith when some one 
else is telling you a lie. 

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Stub Ends of Thought 

/jTONCENTRATION is the essence of 
^^ wit, and intelUgent abbreviation the 
genius of business economy. 

Economy can not consistently be meas- 
ured by expenditure. 

Remorse is frequently the mother of 
reformation. 

Much adverse criticism may, to a large 
extent, be attributed to either envy or 
ignorance. 

Never break two eggs together, or 
judge two men alike. There is always a 
difference in their flavor or temperament. 

One of the greatest obstacles in the path 
of intellectual progress is the fool who 
does not know, and is unaware of his 
ignorance. 

Hatred of another is frequently created 
by the knowledge of an injury done, and 
the absence of sufficient honesty to con- 
fess the fault. 

There is a great distinction between 
enthusiasm and rational reasoning; the 
former frequently makes the latter im- 
possible. 

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And Heart Verse 

Hope is closely related to effort, and 
effort is the father of accomplishment. 

The memories of our mothers have 
prevented more crimes and created more 
good than the reverence of our God. 



ONE FACE. 

One face above all others shines, 

One soul breathes separate apart, 
One gentle influence reigns supreme 

Queen of my love-torn heart. 
And through the darkness of my doubts 

A star of hope appears. 
Leading the way to faith again, 

Through a labyrinth of fears. 

No Christ-touched theory comfort brings, 

Nothing of a theme divine. 
Simply a love-tried human thing 

Proved by the test of time. 
A woman's abiding golden faith, 

Free from the world's alloys. 
Standing bravely face to face 

With a love that naught destroys. 

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Stub Ends of Thought 

A MAN in tears is suggestive of an 
animal in pain ; yet God help those 
whose emotions never master them. 

The woman who changes the color of 
her hair in order to gratify personal 
vanity, is generally satisfied with her own 
opinion as to the change in her appear- 
ance. 

Like music at prayer, the gentle mag- 
netism of a woman's love leads us to 
highest thought and noblest action. 

Some words are more effective than 
blows; more decisive than action. 
Wounds may be healed ; lies leave a mem- 
ory of untruth behind them forever. 

Did you ever notice the cut-steel look 
that comes over a woman's face when 
she is battling between avarice and love ? 

Sometimes, while offering an excuse 
to ourselves, we assail the sincerity and 
honesty of another. 

Greed and gold are weighty opponents 
against honesty and affection. 

Thank God for the woman In my 
nature; fault or virtue, it has hurt no 
one but myself. 

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And Heart Verse 



HEARTS AND DIAMONDS. 

She laughs and sings in the sunshine, 

And swears in the glare of noon 
To live and forget that brief regret 

And bury her love life soon. 
But after the light of the day is dead, 

And the dark of the night appears, 
Restless, she turns on her love-bought bed 

And lies about her tears. 

Avarice hissed with a tongue of hate 

And poisoned the hand of peace ; 
Love can not live on kisses alone, 

And dies when respect has ceased. 
Yet, somehow, memory reigns supreme; 

The curtain remains apart. 
For he holds a hand of diamonds 

And I hold a hand of hearts. 

She kisses with rapture the bands of gold, 

Ablaze with their stars of shame. 
But yet there glistens among the lights 

A tear from the past again. 
Heartfelt sorrows must pay their price, 

And stand from the present apart ; 
For he holds a hand of diamonds. 

And I hold a hand of hearts. 



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Stub Ends of Thought 

J^O permanent disaster can befall the 
X^ man who forms a conscientious 
partnership between his heart and head. 

"A man is no better than his friend," 
and women afford an example beyond 
comparison of this expression. 

Church duties should never be per- 
mitted to interfere with home obligations. 

Men are like eggs, and friends like 
cooks. We never know how good (or 
bad) we are until broke. 

There is a snug corner of the Christ- 
life illustrated in the harmony and sweet- 
ness of home and prayer. 

Six women can keep a secret, but half 
a dozen of them must be dead. 

Some may think they understand 
women as a class, but none can compre- 
hend mothers in their almost divine 
sphere. 

"All the world loves a lover," except 
when there are two in the same pasture. 

Many who laugh in the fever and glare 
of artificial light, weep disconsolate and 
alone in the darkness of afterward. 

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And Heart Verse 

^THERE is no nature so degenerate but 
^^ what suffers occasionally from spas- 
modic sensations of remorse. 

Self-conceit can only, in equity, be 
measured by ourselves; no others know 
the sting of self-contempt that often lies 
beneath our surface egotism. 

There is a disposition in human nature 
to readily accept as truth the basest lie, 
if relative to a fault contained in our own 
calendar of misdeeds. 

If my life has been of any moral worth 



fashioned the virtue. 

Some one has asked me to define the 
difference between friendship and love. 
The former is, in my opinion, the powder 
behind the bullet of the latter. 

I once found a woman weeping over 
the jewels for which she had sold her 
love, and a child crying over a toy it had 
broken. 

In the light of immortal remembrance 
lives the recollection of those we have 
loved. Forgetfulness is but transient; 
memory eternal. 

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Stub Ends of Thought 

JjTlVING down a past is generally a 
T^ more difficult task than the build- 
ing up of a future. 

When dogs bark, as a rule, none but 
dogs howl in answer. 

Protect me from myself and I will ask 
no succor from others. 

Money is the latch-key that hangs out- 
side the door of ill-bred society. 

Much of our ambition is but a dream, 
the disease of a restless sleep, the air 
castles of our hope. 

We often weep over lost hopes that 
died from our own neglect, and were 
buried by our own hands. 

The lack of proper respect for the 
rights of others always indicates weak- 
ness and frequently dishonesty. 

Anticipation acts as a magnifying glass 
to realization, and long pursuit is too 
often followed by short possession. 

There is considerable consolation in 
the fact that we can never become 
thoroughly degraded until we have more 
or less degraded ourselves. 

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And Heart Verse 

Lend your manly sympathies and help 
to the unfortunate, without regard to the 
cause or the effect. 

Absolute faith in those we love and 
trust inspires in them a spirit of fidelity 
towards us. 

-^ ^ ^ 

CHEER UP. 

Dread not the death of a living thing, 

While its youth is young and strong. 
Doubt not the dawn of a grief-clear day 

Because its night is long. 
Close not your ear to the wood bird*s song, 

Because that song must cease. 
Nurse no doubts of eternity 

In the faith of your own belief. 

Cherish the flowers that bloom to-day, 

Though they fade and die to-morrow; 
Courage was ever the friend of hope, 

And light in the dark of sorrow. 
Tear not your heart with affection's loss ; 

Cupid still holds the rein, 
And soon will send a new love dart 

Into your heart again. 
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Stub Ends of Thought 

WjE only find real consolation in the 
l^ friendship of our friends after 
adversity has tested their sincerity. 

Honesty is only thoroughly tested 
when we are constrained from taking 
something we really desire, which is be- 
yond the possibility of discovery or 
pimishment. 

While slumming after features in 
human nature foreign to the ethics of 
so-called polite society, I frequently bite 
off more than I can intelligently masti- 
cate. 

Often we find that while advice sticks 
in the throat of our pride, yet at the same 
time it appeals to our common reason. 

A man is always a man; a woman 
frequently only what a man makes her. 

If our efforts were only half as ardent 
as our hopes, how smooth would be the 
path to accomplishment. 

Where is the line drawn between 
incipient insanity and love? 

I prefer to be hated for what I am than 
loved for what I am not. 

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And Heart Verse 

SHE existence of ignorance is the only- 
condition that makes intelligence 
possible. 

Physical fear is master without ques- 
tion of mental courage. 

Undue brevity degenerates wit into 
wilful ignorance. 

Distinct conception of what is right is 
best illustrated by what is wrong. 

How hard it is to keep our sympathies 
in touch with our reason and judgment. 

What many men call friendship, is 
often nothing but selfish abortion upon 
honest regard. 

Impotency of intellect is only incur- 
able in instances where the patient is 
unaware of his affliction. 

The admission that we are sometimes 
wrong is an honest, manly way of estab- 
lishing the fact that we are frequently 
right. 

In the eyes of modern society there is 
more disgrace in the fracture of the eighth 
commandment than the disregard of all 
others. 

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Stub Ends of Thought 

/j^NE face above all others shines, and, 
^^ through night's darkness, points 
with a hand of hope towards the dawn. 

How many thorns there are on the 
flowers of language. 

Any knave can drag a woman down, 
but it takes a man to lift her up again. 

Fools measure the extent of moral 
sense and intelligence in others by the 
absence of these commodities in them- 
selves. 

Stand in the sunshine of your hopes, 
not in the shadow of your fears. 

As swiftly changes the chameleon's 
hues, so does hypocrisy its various colors 
show. 

True politeness may be observed 
rather by what we do not do, than by 
what we directly practice. 

How narrow is the line from jest to 
earnest; how quickly turns a smile into 
a sigh. 

Depravity is not entirely depraved, 
until regret is absent and remorse im- 
known. 

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And Heart Verse 

Children show us what life should be; 
we teach them what life is. 

A man never learns much of a 
woman's character until she is in love 
with him. 

Recollections of what might have been 
often help us to the accomplishment of 
what should be. 



LIFT UP. 

Into the hope-banished corners of fate 
Send any strength you are able to spare ; 

Out from the love-famished prison of hate 
Lead to the sunshine some child of de- 
spair. 

Work in the gloom of failure and pain ; 
Small lights glow best in the darkness 
of night; 
Start on the highway of hope once again 
Some stranded fellow who longs for 
the right. 

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Stub Ends of Thought 

fflTHE courage of our conviction is too 
V^ often overcome by the weakness of 
our misgivings. 

When genius places its curse upon a 
man, he as a rule, must live alone in his 
ideas and their conceptions. He has 
overreached his fellows and must suffer 
for it. 

How many hearts are broken and lives 
go out on the ocean of duty, dying for 
what they believe to be right in the face 
of their own despair. 

It is always too early to commit a 
fault, but never too late to endeavor its 
redress. 

The responsibility of offspring may 
cause us anxiety at times, yet, as a rule, 
we must regard them as a howling suc- 
cess. 

Never condemn a man who refuses to 
be informed; pity him. He is an acci- 
dent, a miserable example of unavoidable 
circumstances. 

The man of pleasure and the man of 
pain is separated only by a few years of 
dissipation. 

46 



And Heart Verse 

Charity tied to a string of self-gratifica- 
tion is only distantly related to genuine 
generosity. 

Some people who strain at conven- 
tional gnats, swallow unconventional 
camels with the sang-froid of a libertine. 



> ^ -f 

SMILE. 

Smile in the face of despair if you can ; 
Misfortune survives on what error im- 
parts, 
And nothing proves manhood so nobly in 
man 
As a firm, strong endeavor to never lose 
heart. 

Ambition is naught but a beautiful stream, 
That flows in the hearts of the hopeful 
and young. 
But effort and purpose alone can achieve 
What doubt and misgivings may still 
leave undone. 
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Stub Ends of Thought 

IjttlSFORTUNE is usually an infant at 
'JW the breast of indiscretion, weaned 
only by the bitters of experience. 

Diplomacy artistically practiced is a 
rare accomplishment in business. 

I have found absolute sincerity in the 
dictionary and the wag of a dog's tail. 

Sentiment is a close kin to comedy, 
and too often a shield to candor. 

Submission and self-sacrifice are the 
best preparations for a new life, with a 
shadow in its past. 

Our first association with knowledge 
leaves with us an impression of con- 
fidence which no mistake of the future 
can erase. 

A man in tears may prove only that 
his mother was a woman, and that he is 
not ashamed to acknowledge it. 

There are no everlasting flowers in the 
garden of love, except those nourished 
by the dew of respect. 

In order to protect commonplace ap- 
pearance, how much comfort is sacrificed 
upon the altar of public opinion. 

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And Heart Verse 



'TIS BETTER FAR. 

'Tis better far that my heart should be 
torn 
With pain and sorrow, at an act of 
thine, 
Than feel a single moment of remorse 
For any wrong or broken vow of mine. 

'Tis better far my life should empty be, 
Save of a memory of what might have 
been. 
Than cause thy heart to throb with fear 
and pain 
Over what, once dead, can never be 
again. 

'Tis better far that every vow we made 
Should have, by thee, been ruthless cast 
aside. 
That I should lose all faith and trust in 
thee. 
Than realize my love for thee had died. 



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Stub Ends of Thought 

TijEARTS sometimes break under a 
^ great injustice, but often remain 
dead only to sorrow and foreign to faith. 

Overdone diplomacy frequently de- 
generates into underdone deception. 

How much like thermometers we are, 
rising and falling with our hopes and 
fears. 

Many human parasites read their 
success only over the shoulders of their 
friends. 

My faith in God has always been, more 
or less, regulated by my faith in hu- 
manity. 

What some degenerate natures call 
love is nothing but selfish fancy, pos- 
sessing not even the perfection of passion. 

God's best blessing on the world is 
that lack of knowledge which permits us 
to remain ignorant of the future and for- 
getful of the past. 

Nothing but mother-love thoroughly 
purifies a woman's character, bringing 
to the surface of her life the sweetest, 
tenderest sentiments of human nature. 

50 



And Heart Verse 

AS stars shine brightly on the darkest 
nights, so friendship rings the 
clearest in the hour of trial. 

What we believe to be a grief to-day 
may prove to be a joy to-morrow. 

The death of good men often impress 
us more than their lives influence us. 

Marriage is essential to civilization, 
productive of purity and the gentle hand 
of unselfishness. 

A small cloud of doubt and weakness 
often entirely obscures the bright sun of 
hope and strength. 

Regret for the past is the best founda- 
tion for the building of a future. 

Some hypocritical degenerates en- 
deavor to hold a morsel of scandal and 
the holy communion on their tongue at 
the same time. 

When prejudice destroys reason, ig- 
norance controls intelligence. 

Purity of thought is the father of noble 
action. 

The nearer we get to human nature the 
closer we are to God. 
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Stub Ends of Thought 

CT'HE fire of love once extinguished by 
^^ broken confidence, does not easily 
renew its flame at the touch of regret. 

Oratory to be real, must be bound with 
logic and backed by reason. 

What we hope to do is the first con- 
dition of what we will do. 

Man's manliness is best illustrated by 
his tenderness toward women. 

Perfect love and faith go hand in hand ; 
neither dying while the other lives. 

Sometimes the faults of others are 
measured by our own shortcomings. 

If there is efl[icacy in prayer, there 
should be consistency in thanksgiving. 

We too frequently realize, only after 
a flower is faded, how beautiful it was 
while in bloom. 

Morality knows no stationary condi- 
tion ; we are either better to-day than we 
were yesterday or worse. 

Permanent intellectual progress only 
moves on moral lines, and on the open 
highway of what is right. 

52 



And Heart Verse 

A single act of reform is worth many 
morbid expressions of regret. 

There is no established rate of interest 
on the notes of indiscretion. 

We should judge others not by what 
they think of themselves, but by what 
others think of them. 



^ ^ ^ 

FORGIVENESS. 

There 's a light in the window 

Still burning for you, 
As bright and as clear as before ; 
A fond heart is waiting 

With love just as true. 
And the latch is undone at the door. 

Forgiveness is thine ; 
We will bury the past 

And think of the future once more ; 
Come back to the place 
Of your heart and your home, 

The latch is undone at the door. 

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Stub Ends of Thought 

jjT'OVE in its resurrection returns with 
T^ primary faith diminished and its 
first conjfidence impaired. 

Never imprison your mind for fear of 
being wrong in your opinion. A question 
must first be asked before it can be an- 
swered. 

Civilization will always remain im- 
perfect, until the nobility of labor is 
recognized and observed by all classes. 

The tide of chance sometimes brings 
to the shore of success ships that were 
wrecked on the ocean of effort. 

In the darkness of our doubts the light 
of hope is seldom seen. 

How fond we are of advancing virtues 
we do not possess and condemning crimes 
we are unable to commit. 

Curb the license to your thoughts; 
imagination is sometimes painfully close 
to reality. 

Heads that control hearts may cause 
hearts to break, but hearts that direct 
heads create a general bankruptcy of 
reason and finance. 

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And Heart Verse 

/JP|NE of the greatest ordinances in God*s 
^^ laws is respect for and observance 
of man's rights. 

The first duty of a religious man is his 
duty to his fellowman. 

Child-life innocence wields a greater 
influence than pulpit eloquence. 

Carelessness is composed of about equal 
parts of indifference and neglect. 

The strength of confidence is best ex- 
pressed by absolute silence regarding it. 

Bringing sunshine into the lives of 
others drives away clouds from our own. 

The most painful of all wounds are 
those inflicted by the hands we have loved. 

The sanctified silence of resignation 
demonstrates strength of character in a 
pathetic way. 

Before we attempt to criticize our 
superiors we should first endeavor to 
become their peer. 

No social chain, or fear of public 
opinion, should bind the hand of friend- 
ship, mercy, and justice. 



Stub Ends of Thought 

SHE faith others have in us inspires, 
to a large extent, the faith we 
have in ourselves. 

Sorrow has but few companions ; hap- 
piness is pregnant with friendship. 

Failure gets fearfully lonesome at 
times; success can choose its associates. 

Where there is one fool, unless he be a 
recluse, we will generally find an assem- 
blage of idiots. 

There is no permanent satisfaction in 
revenge, as to accomplish it we must take 
advantage of superior strength, wit, or 
opportunity, either of which is unmanly 
and degrading. 

In the face of mothers whose children 
have died, there is a look of placid purity 
and resignation, bearing a semblance to 
what we deem divine. 

Tenderness actuated by regret is gen- 
erally applied more as a salve to our own 
wound, than anything else. 

The composite part of unjust and 
adverse criticism too frequently consists 
of envy, with ignorance as its residue. 

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And Heart Verse 

What we intend to do is a theory ; what 
we do is a condition. 

The far-seeing, clear-visioned man of 
action is the bulwark of modern advance- 
ment. 

We often injure ourselves by jumping 
at conclusions foreign to deliberate con- 
sideration. 

Perfection of expression only reaches 
its zenith when what we say conveys its 
true meaning. 



MOTHER. 

Her love stands separate and apart 
From every passion of the human heart, 
And without rival in affection's field 
The golden scepter of its influence wields. 

Guardian she is of every homestead tie; 

Almost divine in her exalted sphere. 
Pointing with hope to better life on high, 

Bringing the brightest sunshine to us 
here. 

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Stub Ends of Thought 

/|700D resolutions are like promissory 
^^ notes: we should not draft them 
beyond our ability to make good. 

Conventional considerations often gall 
and bind us, yet we yield without protest 
to its essential laws. 

True philanthropy should be measured, 
not by what we give, but by the amount 
of self-sacrifice attending it. 

No man should be weak enough to per- 
mit his theories to control his sense of 
humanity. 

We are sometimes charged with errors 
that our accusers are incapable of cor- 
recting. 

The greatest beneficial society on earth 
is "The Brotherhood of Mankind." 

How difficult it is to thoroughly exercise 
diplomacy without, to some extent, re- 
flecting upon our integrity. 

Indiscretion is always a fault, and too 
frequently first cousin to crime. 

There is a large amount of Christianity 
in a pocket-book judiciously handled. 

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And Heart Verse 



LOOK UP. 

Race after happiness and hope, 
Let joy disarm the grief to come ; 

By failure worthy lessons have been taught, 
And in their train the greatest battles 
won. 

If in pursuit of your ambition's aim 
You fail and fall a moment by the way, 

Know night has sweetest solace in the 
thought 
She is the mother of a glorious day. 

Remember in the darkness of your doubts 
The child is father of the master mind, 

And in our efforts to be just and true 
We frequent first are cruel to be kind. 

The gold that dulls in virgin worth 
Glows best when touched by base alloy. 

So failure oft adds luster to success, 
And naught but overconfidence destroys. 



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Stub Ends of Thought 

^TALENT breeds best in the silence of 
w thought, but character only devel- 
ops in accordance with its environment. 

A man may be too precocious in his 
independence. 

As we overcome selfishness, the foun- 
dation of charity takes its place. 

Indifferent circumstances are the 
natural offsprings of indifferent efforts. 

The current of true zeal runs smoothly 
past the obstacle of half-hearted effort. 

Faults are always found on the sur- 
face of men's characters; virtues have 
to be probed for. 

Too much democracy tends to produce 
a spirit of disrespect for the necessity of 
conservative action. 

The man who attributes another's 
success to good fortune will define his 
own failure as "ill luck." 

In the little affair of private theatricals 
called life, there is an unnecessary num- 
ber of would-be tragedians and too much 
suppression of natural comedy. 

60 



And Heart Verse 

THE ONE THAT WENT AWAY. 

Among the memories of days now gone, 

Sacred with retrospection of the past, 
There is one sorrow that will ere remain, 

A recollection that must ever last ; 
There is a face that lives yet in our lives, 

Pure as the dawning of a sunlit day, 
And breathes beyond to what our effort 
strives, 

One who came and kissed and went 
away. 

Though other children come and kiss 
their way 
Into the home of faith and hope and 
prayer, 
And wind with baby hands a chain of 
love 
Around the mother's heart that holds 
them there ; 
Though other lullabys are sweetly sung 
As other babes are gently soothed to 
sleep, 
Yet tears will come when prayers are 
breathed to-day. 
For one who came and kissed and went 
away. 

6i 



Stub Ends of Thought 

JttHTHEN women learn to understand 
*** men they command with kisses 
and plead with tears. 

Consistent ambition is the power be- 
hind the bullet of effort. 

Intellectual honesty is best demon- 
strated by those who are not afraid to 
act upon their own convictions. 

The instinct of imitation is as strong 
for good as it is for bad example. 

Much of our own individuality is cov- 
ered up by the fear of another *s opinion. 

Little things are the foundations upon 
which great things are constructed. 

Sentiment and regret may soothe the 
wound that thoughtlessness caused, but 
it will not heal it. 

Men who are unfair in controversy 
are as a rule cowardly in action. 

The soul of music lives eternal in the 
heart of happiness. 

Broad-minded men accept and respect 
the honest personal convictions of their 
fellows without prejudice or offense. 

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And Heart Verse 

^^NFOUNDED fears, the fiction of our 
^i^ courage, are self-constructed ob- 
stacles on the road of effort. 

Many an effective lecture is spoiled 
by a long sermon. 

Custom is a law that one fool makes, 
and all fools follow. 

How hard it is to say nothing when 
we have nothing to say. 

The sacrament of matrimony rests 
upon the foundation of society. 

Sentimental weakness should never be 
permitted to control practical virtue. 

Executive ability consists largely in 
the knowledge of how to dispose of trifles. 

Popularity lives on the condition that 
created it, and its appetite is generally 
abnormal. 

It is the manner of expenditure and 
not the amount that establishes economi- 
cal method. 

Those who appreciate kindness the 
most often express their gratitude best 
by refusing to accept it. 

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Stub Ends of Thought 



(§' 



jNLY an ignoramus takes refuge be- 
hind a denial of what he lacks suf- 
ficient brains to comprehend. 

Disappointed expectation has a pain- 
ful reaction about it. 

Life without eternal hope would be 
like night bereft of dawn*s possibility. 

Youth lives on what may be; old age 
clings to the memory of what might have 
been. 

The world of what men call forget- 
fulness is, generally, nothing more than 
a condition of resignation. 

The natural condition of matrimony 
is destructive of selfishness and produc- 
tive of earnest self-sacrifice. 

Selfishness consists no more in the 
gratification of our own rights than in 
disregard for the rights of others. 

A strenuous life is the only condition 
that prevents rust on mind and muscle. 

There are some women so naturally 
pure and sweet that they wear their 
innocence as unconsciously as a rose- 
bush bears its bloom. 

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And Heart Verse 

The softened moments of regret atone 
in part for impulsive sin. 

Drunkenness is an exaggerated con- 
dition of a fooi*s weakness. 



LITTLE WHITE HANDS. 

Little white hands of women 

That soothe in the time of pain, 
And point in the hour of darkness 

A way to the light again ; 
Shading the eyes of sorrow, 

Smoothing away each sigh. 
Showing us how with hope to live 

And how in faith to die. 

Little white hands of women 

Our hope and love imparts. 
And strike sweet chords of sympathy 

On the harp of human hearts ; 
Leading to right and purpose. 

Helping the weak and blind, 
Proving some pure example 

For advancement of mankind. 
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Stub Ends of Thought 

ffl'HERE is no chain of circumstances 
^ so strong but that it may be broken 
by persistent effort. 

Many good fellows find their way to 
God outside the beaten path of conven- 
tional belief. 

Free and independent expression 
should never be shackled by fear of 
consequences. 

The general tendency of public opinion 
must always be accepted as worthy of 
serious consideration. 

It is better to stand gracefully in the 
rear line of life's battle than to falter in 
the front of progress. 

Sufficient authority for forming an 
unfavorable opinion should always be 
countersigned by investigation. 

Self-respect is the best indication of 
inborn gentility. Reverence for others 
is merely the polish of good training. 

One of the most important indica- 
tions of strength in character is the 
ability and energy to execute what we 
conceive. 

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And Heart Verse 



It is far better to regret the past than 
dread the future. 

One of the best passports mto Heaven 
is a paid-up Hfe insurance poUcy. 



THE BETTER SIDE. 

Here *s to human nature, 

The true and noble part 
That only sees the better side, 

And acts from head to heart ; 
That scorns all base deception, 

Yet the under-dog defends, 
And swears by hope and Heaven 

In the friendship of its friends. 

That sees a ray of sunshine 

On the darkest kind of day. 
And lifts from out life's shadow 

Some fellow on the way ; 
That scorns all base deception, 

Yet the under-dog defends. 
And swears by hope and Heaven 

In the friendship of its friends. 

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Stub Ends of Thought 

SHE misunderstanding of others is, too 
often, merely a lack of personal 
comprehension. 

Envy frequently lays the foundation 
of primary prejudice. 

Try and trust; the sun is shining just 
beyond the cloud of your despair. 

Friendship and fellowship are closely 
related to each other, but love and sym- 
pathy are twins. 

In the prison of our fevered ambition 
there are bars that lock out the liberty 
of rational results. 

The natural influence of women is so 
great that legislation has been deemed 
imnecessary to advance it. 

The quiet approval of thoughtful intel- 
ligence is more desirable than the enthu- 
siastic admiration of an ass. 

The warmth of our own fireside should 
thaw out a feeling of kindness and charity 
towards the cold hearth of others. 

To some people equity appears to be 
a weapon available against the opera- 
tion of every-day common-law justice. 

68 



And Heart Verse 

The madness of determination but 
proves the sanity of persistent endeavor. 

Duty is an obligation due ourselves, 
always matured, but never paid in full. 



^ ^ ^ 
MANHOOD. 

Here*s to the man of iron nerve. 
Of subtle thought and brain; 
But yet with a nature undefiled. 
That bends to the tremulous 
Grief of a child. 

And brands with the touch of shame 
Those who keep the sunshine out 
Along the shades of pain. 

Here 's to the strong and manly man, 
Who knows what he does is right ; 
Leading with firm, yet kindly hand, 
The faltering fellow aright. 
As he walks the world in confidence 
In the path that integrity treads ; 
Burning the bridges behind him. 
Hopefully looking ahead. 
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Stub Ends of Thought 

^JTEARS of imagination are sometimes 
^ more painful than the pangs of 
realism. 

Every pure woman marries beneath 
her station. 

Sincerity is a grand consolidated in- 
corporation of all human virtues. 

The waist of morality is painfully 
compressed by the stays of modern 
society. 

Let us honor the necessary and uplift- 
ing virtue of faith without regard to its 
denominational belief. 

We too often turn to God in despair, 
when our own effort might have avoided 
the necessity of prayer. 

Originality is always questioned 
when what we say or do has over- 
reached our critic's conception. 

In order to retain affection perma- 
nently, we must not expect too much 
compensation for our devotion. 

Our capacity for doing good is largely 
governed by a thorough knowledge of 
the object and purpose pursued. 

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And Heart Verse 

JttttHAT social conditions fail to pro- 
'W' vide, the man of advancement 
should be privileged to obtain. 

Love is a condition of fact, not alone 
a theory or sentiment. 

There is often a sob behind a sneer, 
and envy more or less controls criticism. 

A heart-to-heart mutual confidence 
often sweeps away the cobwebs of dis- 
belief. 

We are never thoroughly independent 
until we are master of our own indis- 
cretions. 

Material nature, the goddess of all 
things real, teaches more truth than 
fiction paints. 

There is no established law of morals ; 
what may seem a fault in appearance 
often proves a virtue in fact. 

Lift if you can somewhere the shad- 
ows of some one's failure into the sun- 
shine of some one's success. 

Memories of what have been show 
the sun forever shining through the 
tears of what can never be again. 

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vStub Ends of Thought 

^kOME men appear to think that they 
/^ should govern themselves by the 
opinion of others. 

The shadows of our doubt often de- 
stroy the substance of our faith. 

Some one has just told me that honesty 
is the best policy, as he has tried both. 

Some men measure integrity by the 
value of its practice in their own expe- 
rience. 

No genius, however great, has yet 
entered the temple of fame without 
effort. 

The brilliancy of to-morrow's possi- 
bilities often obscures the conditions of 
to-day. 

To be over-sanguine is as detrimen- 
tal to results as the lack of consistent 
confidence. 

Certain appearances must exist under 
given circumstances despite all attempts 
to conceal them. 

Chronic indifference to careful thought 
helps to destroy the organization of in- 
tellectual advancement. 

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And Heart Verse 

Thought and discussion are the only 
necessary precedents of knowledge. 

Only curs attempt to keep the under 
dog hopelessly down. 

^ ^ -f 
FAITH. 

As sunshine gathers the shadows, 

So pleasure garners pain, 
A time-proved law of nature 

That levels all doubts again. 
The star that comes in the night-time 

And dark of our hearths despair, 
Pointing the way to dawn and light 

Through the lowering clouds of care. 

A harbor of safety nearing; 

The strength of our heart and hand, 
While waves tumultuous surge around 

The rock on which we stand. 
Then hope for the coming morning, 

Yield not to the fears of night. 
The day will soon be dawning 

And all things come aright. 
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stub Ends of Thought 

jS^ OME men are only perceptible to seri- 
^ ous consideration under the mag- 
nifying glass of their own conceit. 

How easy it is to insult the greatness 
of little minds. 

Wilful exaggeration is the infant con- 
dition of a deliberate lie. 

The originality of ideas depends more 
upon experience than research. 

The remorse of death frequently com- 
pels what the duty of life ignored. 

Temptation is the true test that demon- 
strates weakness or proves strength. 

Established routine is an essential 
requisite to successful business practice. 

We expect from women more than 
we give them ; we should give them more 
than we receive. 

Artificial restriction of natural inclina- 
tions should be administered only in 
homeopathic potions. 

God knows us for what we are, not 
for what we appear to be; then let us 
for God's sake be honest with ourselves. 

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And Heart Verse 



IT IS EASY ENOUGH. 

It is easy enough to be happy, 

When happiness comes your way, 
But he who laughs at sorrow 

Should wear the medal to-day. 
If the heart is light from absent grief, 

And the future a clear blue sky, 
No credit is due to the laughing few 

That pass the dull world by. 
Lift up the cross of a suffering friend, 

Kiss somebody's tears away. 
And the sun will shine in your life-way 

On the gloomiest kind of day. 



Take from the sun of your garden 

A flower to the shades of care, 
And though it dies in the darkness, 

A breath of its fragrance there 
Will live for a while, and lighten 

Some heart from its storm and pain. 
And the plant from which it was taken 

Soon blossoms with fragrance again. 
Lift up the cross of a suffering friend. 

Kiss somebody's tears away, 
And the sun will shine in your life-way 

On the gloomiest kind of day. 



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Stub Ends of Thought 

IGH-PRESSURE education is injuri- 
ous to mind, body, and morals; 
nonpermanent and nonsensical. 

Into the sun-banished corners of fate 
send any strength you are able to spare. 

What we call doing ourselves justice 
is frequently doing an injustice to some 
one else. 

The loss of what might have been 
often helps us to the realization of what 
should be. 

There are enough faults on the sur- 
face of men's lives without probing for 
them with unproved prejudice. 

The straight and narrow path of vir- 
tue becomes a clear, broad highway to 
the traveler of earnest intentions. 

Unconventionality is a sweet morsel 
rolled upon the tongue of many people 
who have not courage enough to swal- 
low it. 

Stern-principled self-reform is liable 
:^o be ridiculed; let us confine, therefore, 
all heroic resolutions to our own con- 
fidence. 

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And Heart Verse 

'IJIRTUES die an easy, peaceful death, 
^ but faults engrave themselves upon 
our memories. 

The course of our conduct is largely 
regulated by personal feeling rather 
than general observation. 

What we call instinct in animals may 
generally be regarded as intelligence in 
man. 

Success often depends for its strength 
upon the foundation of failure. 

Friendship only survives its name in 
the face of adversity. 

We are not makers of the moral law, 
but merely subjects kneeling at the 
shrine of its necessity. 

The observation of how a man re- 
ceives success is a true indication as to 
how he will bear failure. 

A life of desire saps the strength from 
the existence of happiness, and dulls the 
intellect with the poison of discontent. 

When a woman openly condemns her 
husband, she is, as a rule, secretly ad- 
miring some one else. 

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stub Ends of Thought 

JpACK of judgment and hasty action 
T^ axe insults to our own intelligence, 
and frequently father failure. 

We too often attempt to extenuate 
faults that should be annihilated. 

The careful study of another's weak- 
ness forms a comparative foundation for 
our own strength. 

He is absolute monarch in his own 
world who learns to safely hold the 
reins of self-control. 

The possession of our mothers* virtue 
is more to be valued than the inheritance 
of our fathers* wit. 

The nearest approach to a condition 
divine is when we have learned how to 
forgive gracefully and sincerely. 

The advanced condition of things de- 
mands specific qualification in some call- 
ing, trade, or profession. This is an age 
of specialists. 

Some people make a specialty of going 
about wearing an injured appearance, 
and looking for some one to substantiate 
their morbidness. 

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And Heart Verse 

How many well-toned intellects get 
out of tune when some fool strums the 
strings of their conceit. 

The fact of fiction existing helps half- 
hearted skeptics to doubt the existence 
of fact. 

There should be something left to the 
imagination of love; a consistent sea- 
soning with the sauce of uncertainty. 

Adverse criticism is often nothing 
more than a caricature painted by preju- 
diced conceit. 



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A TOAST. 

Here*s to the hand of friendship, 

Sincere, time-tried and true, 
That smiles in the hour of triumph 

And laughs at its joy with you ; 
Yet stands in the night of sorrow 

Close by where the shadows fall, 
And never turns the picture 

Of a dead friend to the wall. 
V) 



Stub Ends of Thought 

/rtttY mother was unknown to me, yet 
-JW I look in the face of every good 
woman for her Ukeness. 

The exercise of too much diplomacy 
is an indication of too Httle sincerity. 

Secrets are syndicated by a breach of 
the trust that originated them. 

The gospel of romance is responsible 
for many disasters in fact. 

Doubt is treason to the king of love, 
and fears are hopes devoid of faith. 

Had the heart received one-half the 
cultivation of the brain, moral condi- 
tions would have reached their zenith. 

Love and hate are first-cousins in a 
woman's temperament, and one fre- 
quently embraces the other. 

Remorse and retrenchment are the 
natural penalties of neglect. 

One of the triumphs of existence is 
to know others admit our sincerity. 

The average woman's tears represent, 
as a rule, merely the safety-valve of her 
emotions. 

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And Heart Verse 

/j70D help us when those we count our 
^^ friends yield to the prejudice of our 
enemies. 

The most refining influence upon mod- 
em society is the environment of a pure 
woman. 

Let us erect a tablet over the grave 
of our mistakes, and visit often the tomb 
of our failures. 

The acute development of civilization 
has dragged down in its path of progress 
many picttfresque ideals. 

Full revelation of feeling is only advis- 
able in conjunction with complete mutual 
faith and confidence. 

The little white hands of women lead 
more men to hope and heaven than all 
the world's temptations drag to hell. 



HEAVEN. 

Just a place of rest and peace ; 
A love-kissed perfect home, 
Where hearts meet hearts in greeting, 
And good-by is unknown. 



Stub Ends of Thought 

JjCOW much possibiUty of real accom- 
^ pUshment is sacrificed upon the 
altar of imagination. 

Let us make light of no difficulty that 
we have not overcome. 

Envy has weakened more friendship 
than failure ever strengthened. 

What fools we men appear in the mir- 
ror of our dead follies and regrets. 

It is hard to supplement the narrow 
mind of ignorant prejudice with logical 
reason. 

Unintelligent interference has retarded 
many a worthy and well-balanced insti- 
tution. 

The remorse of our vice is, as a rule, 
more painful than the sacrifice attending 
our virtue. 

Love is born, not made ; but the infant 
may generally be brought into a robust 
condition by careful nursing. 

True men are nearer God in the open 
sunshine of their duty, than in the 
shadowed temple of a narrow creed. 



And Heart Verse 

. CL WIFT and positive determination in- 
^ dicates power of quick conception 
and strength of character. 

*Tis a wise dog who knows when the 
sun of his day has set. 

If there is any real philosophy in love, 
it is only apparent in retrospection. 

The bodyguard of intellect consists of 
frequent and close association with supe- 
rior minds. 

How prone we are to measure other 
people's virtue by our own faults. 

God's blessing and the respect of others 
follow respect for ourselves. 

Little difficulties overcome are the 
foundation of greater ones to be mastered. 

The great line of egotism often pre- 
vents a proper recognition of real ability. 

There is always an element of pleas- 
ure in work where men are rightly em- 
ployed. 

Love, happiness, and successful house- 
keeping are closely related to each other. 

Impatient vanity stumbles over self- 
thrown obstacles in the path of progress. 

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M 



AY the Head of Heaven bend in ten- 
derness toward the man who dares 
to walk in the path of his own opinion. 

Popular credulity frequently speaks 
from the pulpit of its own errors. 

Intelligent concentration is the father 
of economical and comprehensive results. 

The son of a pure, good woman will 
never entirely lose all resemblance to 
her worth. 

The highest and purest obligation of 
man is what he believes to be his duty 
towards others. 

The soft white hand of child-life leads 
many of us with a sense of duty into the 
highway of manhood. 

To take physical advantage of another 
is brutal, and to avail ourselves of mental 
superiority contemptible. 

It is often a misunderstanding of indi- 
vidual character that causes women to 
lose faith and men to break it. 

Some of us derive a peculiar satisfac- 
tion in charging to others faults that 
only find existence in our own thoughts. 

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And Heart Verse 

I WANT A CHUM. 

I want a chum — 
Some true, tried, faithful friend 
Who dares to censure and condemn my 
faults 
And then forgive them ; 
Knowing that I must need his friend- 
ship more 
Through being cursed with so much to 
condole. 
I want a chum. 

I want a chum 

To stand close by the faltering side of 
doubt. 

Sharing the brightness that, perchance, 
may shine ; 

Binding his failure and success with 
mine ; 

Some one who knows me just for what 
I am. 

And one whom I may learn to under- 
stand. 
I want a chum. 



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IS 



Stub Ends of Thought 

#|t|tISPLACED kindness is seldom re- 
^^^ gretted, yet we are often disap- 
pointed with the outcome of it. 

Worry and grief are often exagger- 
ated by the shadows just beyond them. 

The primary condition of knowledge 
its right to investigation. 

Loyalty to what we think is right is, 
generally, fidelity to what others know 
to be. 

It is not so much the fact of knowing 
what to do that keeps us out of trouble, 
as the knowledge what not to do helps 
us from getting into it. 

There are thorns upon the flowers of 
wit that often tear the hand of friend- 
ship. 

Endeavor born of hope is the light 
that leads our failures to success. 

Sincerity is the axle around which 
friendship revolves. 

The primary condition of faith in God 
is confidence in ourself. 

Mercy is the nurse of justice and the 
mother of pardon. 

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And Heart Verse 



THE AFTERMATH. 

The flowers that bloom in the autumn 

When the roses of summer are gone, 
Are like sweet companions of memory 

When we are unloved and alone; 
And triumph that comes after failure, 

Or sunshine that gleams after rain, 
Is brighter because of the cloud time 

That darkened the night hours of 
pain. 

And hearts that were heavy with 
trouble, 
Or eyes that were fevered with tears, 
Look back to the dark days of sorrow 
With a smile through the vista 
of years; 
And cling with new faith to a future. 
Resigning all hopes for the best, 
Remembering that those who know 
labor 
Alone feel the sweetness of rest. 



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m 



ORAL philosophy will never teach 
woman to lower her estimation 
of personal adornment. 

Christianity is best worshiped at the 
shrine of duty. 

The most valuable virtues are those 
fathered by our faults. 

The faith that we have in others helps 
us toward the goal of our own hopes. 

Much hair is not an essential of genius, 
neither is a long tongue a requisite of 
rhetoric. 

The line of literary license should be 
drawn at the expression of public dis- 
approval. 

The greatest incentive to work and 
effort is the arms of those we love 
around our neck. 

To be short-sighted regarding the 
faults of others is an evidence of both 
charity and diplomacy. 

Too often we gather the solitudes of 
the past around us, and draw the curtain 
over the bright sunshine of a possible 
future. 

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And Heart Verse 

/jTRIMINAL prosecution will always 
^-^ fail to produce reformation until 
ethics become a part of prison regime. 

Misfortune often proves the father 
of prosperity. 

To conceal our prejudice is to dis- 
play our charity. 

The only real value of knowledge is 
what it imparts to others. 

Large minds sometimes possess weak 
points too large to penetrate small com- 
prehensions. 

The moral supremacy of society exists 
only so far as it governs the condition 
of its followers. 

Some men who profess to read human 
nature, have not yet learned the alpha- 
bet of their own condition. 

We should always place just valua- 
tion upon the opinion of others irre- 
spective of our own views. 

In the light of immortal remembrance 
lives the recollection of what might 
have been, stronger than the hope of 
what may be. 
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Stub Ends of Thought 

/|P|FTEN while clasping roses to our 
vJ/ hearts, hidden *mid their fragrance 
thorns we find. 

One of the best emergency assets in 
the bank of morals is a good reputation. 

The greatest inspiration on earth is 
that of persistent endeavor. 

Mere mechanical instinct does not 
constitute intellectual knowledge. 

We all love truth, but do not always 
respect the object of our affection. 

Heaping coals of fire upon the heads 
of some people substantiates the fact 
only that they are too green to burn. 

One of the most difficult lessons to 
learn is to never let slip the reins of self- 
control. 

There is a traceable tendency to de- 
moralize and discourage all things that 
tend toward religious enlightenment. 

Civilization, liberty and intellectual 
advancement go hand in hand with 
content, justice, and happiness. 

Excessive democracy is the infant 
condition of primitive anarchy. 

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And Heart Verse 



(§ 



|UT from the soul of music comes 
the gentlest thoughts of humanity's 
heart. 



To pursue a course of both policy 
and humanity constitutes a happy com- 
promise between the saint and sinner. 

Expectancy is the propeller that forces 
effort to desired results. 

The noblest of all virtues is the manly 
control of our own faults, and lending 
strength to another's weakness. 



LOOK BEYOND. 

In the night-time of thy sorrow, 

In the darkness of thy pain. 
Do not turn away from solace : 

Look for sunshine through the rain. 
Those who know the weight of labor 

Feel at last the joy of rest. 
Look beyond the gloom and shadows, 

All is working for the best. 

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Stub Ends of Thought 

/jP|NE of the grossest caricatures of 
^if manhood is the fool in a pose of 
affected indifference. 

Manhood armed with self-denial is 
strong, but governed by love and duty, 
impregnable. 

True virtue can only be equitably 
regulated by the amount of self-grati- 
fication denied. 

Anticipating the millennium in busi- 
ness conditions is dangerous to the final 
realization of same. 

No fool reaches the zenith of his ig- 
norance until he is vested with sufficient 
authority to exercise it. 

Only pure and placid grief, mingled 
with regret and loneliness, constitutes a 
loss over which we have no remorse. 

Expressed sympathies for the mis- 
fortune of failure always fall below the 
congratulations extended to success. 

We should avoid all revolutions in 
the minds of men until, at least, we are 
in a position to general their failings 
successfully. 

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And Heart Verse 

/jTYNICISM is never eloquent, but often 
^J^ merely a mirror conveying our 
weakness. 

Matrimonial matches are not always 
of the safety species. 

There is generally a strained, piteous 
pathos in the voice of half-hearted hope. 

Many a clear-cut natural born genius 
is educated out of his individual talent. 

A dignified indifference to inferior 
minds best proves the superiority of 
your own. 

There is a sweet consolation in the 
endeavor to believe some things of which 
we have no proof. 

Too often our own shortcomings is 
the tape measure by which we gauge 
the faults of others. 

Impressions are seldom absolute, and 
often not to like a man means only that 
we do not know him. 

Let us never permit the shadows of 
yesterday's regrets to alloy the bright- 
ness of to-morrow's sunshine. 

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Stub Ends of Thought 

/|^UT from the experience of the past 
^^ should come our hope and endeavor 
for the future. 

The devil finds his best disciples in 
the arms of woman's caprice. 

Good luck is what God gives us; bad 
luck is what we make for ourselves. 

Boasted progress is indicative of un- 
developed judgment and abnormal ego- 
tism. 

People who blush at a bare thought 
would cover the naked truth with a 
garb of doubt. 

One of the most extraordinary gifts 
of conversation is to express apprecia- 
tion for something that some one else 
says. 

People out of place are an affront to 
those who come in contact with them, 
and an insult to those who place them 
there. 

As we ascend the scale of thought 
from small to great minds, there are 
many obstacles that must either be over- 
come or gone around. 

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And Heart Verse 

We swallow without the sauce of rea- 
son a lie that appeals to our vanity, and 
accept with doubt the truth against us. 



" IT 'S UP TO YOU." 

Life's summer sun is shining, 

The hay is ripe and tall 
And must be garnered quickly, 

Or gathered not at all; 
So strike while youth is ready, 
While strength and power are true, 
And win the way to favor — 
" It 's up to you.'' 

Hope, hand in hand with effort, 

Will win the hardest fight. 
As nature's dawn will scatter 
The darkest kind of night; 
Strife holds the lower ladder. 
The top is for the few. 
So fight your way to favor — 
" It 's up to you." 
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stub Ends of Thought 

^iT may be excusable for charity to 
w begin at home, but it should not 
end there. 

Grief only robs the fruit of youth of 
its bloom, but eats out the heart of the 
old. 

Success is a composite thing, but made 
up largely of its principal ingredient — 
effort. 

We too often consider others incapa- 
ble of what we are unable to accomplish 
ourselves. 

The strongest and most mature 
thought is often shown best in the ab- 
sence of its expression. 

Contempt is cruel, unnecessary, and 
inhuman; those entitled to it are better 
subjects for sympathy. 

We cannot see the patches upon our 
own pants, and should not notice them 
upon the pants of others. 

Stupidity is an affliction, but ignorance 
a condition, possessing a ready remedy 
if judiciously applied and confidently 
received. 

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And Heart Verse 

The attraction of environment often 
influences us beyond our untempted 
strength. 

Pride prevents more tears than ten- 
derness or sentiment creates. 

Sorrow must be measured by its sin- 
cerity; a broken doll tears the heart of 
a child as a great grief wears the soul 
of manhood. 



^ ^ 



REMEMBER. 

There is no cloud so dark and full of grief 
That can forever hide the sun of hope, 
And in the world of pain no sorrow known 
Too deep and lasting to be overthrown. 

And things that take the sweetness out of 

life 
Often but store it up for future years ; 
There is no smile without its sigh, 
And laughter som'*** ^ers tears. 

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Stub Ends of Thought 

Jp'OOK into the sunshine of the future 
>^ and let the dark past shadow its 
own path. 

To not know a thing frequently means 
only that we do not understand it. 

There is not sufficient strength in the 
balm of love to draw the poison from 
the wound of hate. 

Too much prosperity affects some men 
much in the same manner as too much 
food affects some animals. 

There is a strong point in the weak- 
est part of human nature, and a soft 
spot in the hardest character. 

Often the critical mind dwells too 
closely on surface matters, and neglects 
to probe for the real cause of trouble. 

By respecting the laws of man and 
doing justice to ourselves we uncon- 
sciously observe the laws of God and 
do justice to others. 

What some are pleased to call super- 
stition is merely the recognition of a 
great truth beyond our comprehension, 
yet within the circle of our hope. 

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And Heart Verse 



BURN DOWN THE BRIDGES. 

Burn down the bridges of failure, 

Look forward with effort and prayer, 
See the day of accomplishment dawning 

Beyond through the night-time of care. 
So gather the flowers in summer 

Ere they are found withered and dead, 
And scatter the rose leaves of duty 

In the path where integrity treads. 

It is better to guard against sorrow 

Than kiss thoughtless-caused tears 
away, 
And noble to wait till to-morrow 

For things that are not ours to-day. 
Forgiveness robs love of its beauty. 

As doubt destroys confident faith, 
But light breaks at last through the 
shadows 

For those who are patient and wait. 



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Stub Ends of Thought 

^IN the great silence of the unknown 
^ life let us listen hopefully for the 
music of faith to scatter our doubts. 

There is a permanent occupation in 
perfect happiness. 

A woman should not expect a man 
to understand — a woman. 

Particular plans do not always meet 
with anticipated expectations. 

Love is fact, not philosophy, and the 
attempt to idealize it is dangerous. 

The greatest composers are those who 
early learn to compose themselves. 

Some of us go bankrupt in confidence 
before we are solvent in discretion. 

Overdone civility appears to the intel- 
ligent observer as underdone insincerity. 

Memory is sweetened or embittered in 
its recollections more by what might 
have been than anything else. 

A liberal form of domestic govern- 
ment is essential in order to promote 
discipline without the destruction of 
mutual respect. 



And Heart Verse 

^j3|t ANY people take exquisite delight in 
^^ expressing a difference of opinion, 
without regard to logical reason. 

The effort of a reasoned conviction 
alone warrants the expectation of de- 
sired results. 

Talent abused and genius overesti- 
mated frequently prove the obstacles 
that press men down. 

There should be carried away from 
every deathbed a beautiful and unfading 
memory of some good act in the life that 
has passed. 

Facts are often foreign to theories, 
and unsatisfactory conditions sometimes 
lead to favorable conclusions. 

We sometimes ask God to help us, 
and then deliberately attempt to prevent 
the consummation of our petition. 

The encouragement of ambition not 
compatible with environment is detri- 
mental to happiness. 

There can be no permanent satisfac- 
tion in our own pleasures when obtained 
at the expense of pain to others. 



Stub Ends of Thought 

/j^OOD qualities, unless tempered with 
V^ consistent reason and judgment, 
frequently degenerate into faults. 

The evil consequences of imperfect 
instruction are manifest in the practice 
of many professions. 

I recently consulted the feelings of a 
selfish person and found that he suffered 
more from surprise than appreciation. 

The most accessible door of communi- 
cation with human nature in women is 
the one that leads to the gratification of 
their curiosity. 

The equanimity of a fool is not easily 
disturbed, as he is generally unaware of 
the impression created by his lack of 
intellect. 

The unconventional practice of a 
matured conviction is more honorable 
than hypocritical subservience to con- 
ventional methods. 

The father's son's record is not of as 
much importance as the reputation of 
the son's father; one is a past to be 
regretted, the other a future to be re- 
garded. 



And Heart Verse 

SUCCESS. 

Out from the glow of your fireside a 
moment, 
Come to the door and look into the storm ; 
Let memory drift to a time half for- 
gotten, 
From days of the present to nights 
that have gone. 
Wrap the warm robe of your triumph 
around you; 
Magnanimity now will appear at its best ; 
All the broad manhood of true human 
nature 
Comes to the front in the hour of 
success. 

Let the world know that your heart is 
still beating, 
Warm to the touch of your fellows in 
pain; 
See if you can not lift out of the storm there 
Some one who helped you your afflu- 
ence to gain. 
Wrap the warm robe of your triumph 
around you ; 
Magnanimity now will appear at its best ; 
All the broad manhood of true human 
nature 
Comes to the front in the hour of 
success. 
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Stub Ends of Thought 

'l^ I OLE NT astonishment sometimes 
^ takes possession of people when 
honest apology would be in order. 

Charity with a signature attached 
spoils generosity, as realism is destroyed 
by the appearance of dead characters 
before the footlights of their success. 

To-morrow is the deathbed of to-day's 
opportunity. 

The acquisition of distinction is often 
won at the sacrifice of integrity. 

Arouse the animosity of a dishonest 
man and he will charge you with the 
possession of his own fault. 

The millennium of moral courage has 
been reached when we stand unswerved 
from an opinion we know to be right. 

Little doubts are the microbes that 
often consume great faiths. 

Moral philosophy may teach a lesson 
of practical evil, but experience alone 
can illustrate it. 

There are some sorrows better kept 
concealed; some joys that should be 
cherished in secret. 

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And Heart Verse 

HONESTY of purpose, unless allied 
with strength of character, falls an 
easy victim to dishonest practice. 

The water-cart resolution lays the 
dust on reform's pathway. 

Humanized ethics of modern warfare 
appear to require overhauling. 

Wrong may sometimes be an acci- 
dent; right is always premeditated. 

Where is the line of poetical license 
drawn between rhyme and reason? 

The assumed dignity of an ass invites 
sympathy and illustrates absurdity. 

Sudden reform indicates either incip- 
ient insanity or contemplated matrimony. 

The discipline of experience is the 
only chastisement many of us are will- 
ing to respect. 

As daylight kills the memory of a 
night's despair, so pure love points to 
effort, with a hand of hope. 

The blind man's buff of courtship 
sometimes leaves us in strange places 
after matrimony has removed the hood. 

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Stub Ends of Thought 

APPRECIATION and applause are pro- 
ductive of greater effort; censure 
retards endeavor. 

The man that clasps duty firmly with 
one hand, as a rule holds achievement 
confidently in the other. 

The prejudice of others should never 
be permitted to regulate our own feel- 
ings or actions. 

Applause rings all for success ; failure 
no praise commands. 

The proud companionship of right 
materially lessens our desire to do wrong. 

The first pathway toward Heaven leads 
from the influence of home and love. 

Silence is seldom censured, yet re- 
marks are often productive of regret. 

A positive luxury may be only the 
outward condition of a negative neces- 
sity. 

In the shadows of what we hope for 
lurks the substance of our faith. 

Good resolutions are often prompted 
by what should have been. 

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And Heart Verse 

AMBITION. 

In wide surveys, we oft leave unob- 
served 
The sweetest flowers blooming near 
about ; 
We scorn untouched the purity of fact 
And cling uncertain to the arms of 
doubt. 



CONFIDENCE. 

Hold up your head 
In confident faith. 
The world is a bridge 
Over destiny's stream; 
Those walking ahead 
Heed no cry of distress, 
From the bank of endeavor 
To the shore of success. 



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Stub Ends of Thought 

3UDICI0US and intelligent expendi- 
ture may generally be accepted as 
discreet economy. 

The best monument to a mother's 
memory is the upright manliness of her 
son's life. 

Educative fellowship thrives only in 
an atmosphere of confidence. 

In order to perfect the path of duty 
it must be paved with something more 
than a sense of justice. 

Sympathy for the sorrow of others 
strengthens us to bear our own grief. 

The bow in itself is useless, yet it is 
the power behind the arrow of progress. 

Few of us do wrong from inclination; 
temptation and environment are gener- 
ally the direct or tacit cause of our 
shortcomings. 

Careful investigation is the infant 
institution of absolute knowledge. 

Upon the strength and talent of our 
youth depend the rest and comfort of 
our age. 

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And Heart Verse 

GRATITUDE. 

Amid the tombs, with their spires of 
white, 

Or granite, old and gray, 
A friendless, forgotten, homeless dog 

With bent head wends his way. 
And crawls beside a nameless grave 

To pray as a dog can pray; 
For the hand that lies beneath the sod, 

In the name of human right, 
Once bound the wound of the homeless 
dog 

That whines at the grave to-night. 

And as the moon sheds down from Heaven 

The light of nature's rays, 
A lost life kneels beside the tomb. 

To pray as a woman prays; 
For the hand that now, so cold and still, 

In the nameless grave abides. 
Once guided and protected her — 

His pride and friends defied. 
And lifted her from the mire of shame 

When the world had turned aside. 



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